Fleetlands v Clanfield – Hampshire Premier Football League Senior Division – 17th April 2017

21 Apr

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“It’s the last one, go and enjoy it” were the words of the Clanfield manager to his team, before mentioning that a win would see the side, currently placed 7th, move up two places to 5th. The manager also counselled his side to be smart in their play as they had arrived with a bare 11 which did not include any strikers – “it’s a bank holiday it can’t be helped” was his rather easy-going assessment.

Against the side currently occupying 2nd position, behind already crowned champions Bush Hill, it meant however, that Clanfield would have an uphill struggle – something they quite literally faced in the first-half as Fleetlands pitch sloped downwards toward the bottom left corner.

Fleetlands has to be one of the most interesting grounds I’ve visited so far, particularly at this level. As well as the standard changing rooms, clubhouse and perimeter rail there are two small stands. It is also on Ministry of Defence land – a helicopter base, so has a windsock near the corner of the pitch as well as several helicopter pads. The pitch side view is also pleasant, looking out over the water, moored yachts and ending with Portsdown Hill in the distance. It can’t be that far off Wessex League standard, though apparently no Hampshire league clubs have applied for promotion this season.

Despite their disadvantage Clanfield acquitted themselves well in the first half. There was a scare when Fleetlands hit the post and the follow-up fell to one of their strikers for the follow-up, but the shot was blocked well and cannoned off a Clanfield players rear-end. At the other end they managed some reasonable chances, the best coming when the Clanfield number 4, through on goal, put his shot just high and wide.

In the absence of any substitutes the Clanfield manager was left to run the line. From this position he did his best to encourage his players “well done, that’s quality” he said to one after a particularly good tackle in which the Clanfield player wrapped his leg around an opponent to take the ball and curtail a marauding run down the line.

In terms of management style the Clanfield manager couldn’t have any more different to his opposite number the Fleetlands boss who surveyed the game with arms either folded, or in pockets and a look of perpetual disgust on his face as he offered various points of criticism to his players.

Coming off the field at half-time one of the Fleetlands players called out to the manager. Getting his attention he launched a long cross-field pass in the managers direction. This had presumably been intended to show-off, but the player had over hit it and sailed high and wide of the intended target. The manager’s eyes narrowed. “Why did you call me then, so I can go and get it?” he snarled (though with a few more swear words). Someone would be doing extra push-ups and laps of the pitch at the next training session.

On a personal note the end of the first half marked 135 minutes of football I had seen that day without a single goal. I suspected though that this would change in the second half as Clanfield’s bare 11 would surely struggle as the game wore on.

As it was I didn’t have much longer to wait for my first goal of the day. A few minutes into the second half Fleetlands got on the score sheet when one of their players headed in a cross to make it 1-0. This was followed soon after by another great chance when a Fleetlands player danced through the Clanfield defence only to be denied by a magnificent full-stretch save by the Clanfield ‘keeper who pushed it onto the post.

The ‘keeper  was in particular having a particularly impressive afternoon, being  near unbeatable in the air, and this intervention allowed Clanfield to have at least a stake in the game for a little while longer. Their moment came when well-beaten by an opponent the Fleetlands right-back produced a late slide tackle to concede a free-kick on the edge of the box. The kick itself did not trouble the goal-keeper, but the ball came loose in the area and a Clanfield player was perfectly positioned to tuck it away. Unfortunately for Clanfield however, they poked it over.

This was effectively Clanfields last chance to get something from the game. Tired legs began to severely blunt their attacking edge and their forwards were unable even to hold the ball up, placing the Clanfield defence under sustained pressure as every single ball forward was mopped up by the Fleetlands defence and returned with ease. In the end the killer low was applied by one of Fleetlands’s substitutes, their number 12 Connor Johnson, who was a short tricky player of the type given to gleefully dribbling in and out a number of opponents as if he were a gust of wind slipping through the yacht masts out on the water. Several members of the Clanfield defence were almost helpless as producing such a dribble he tucked Fleetlands second goal away safely beyond the ‘keeper. From this point there really was no coming back for Clanfield. 2-0 to Fleetlands.  

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Bosham v Sidlesham Southern Combination Football League Division Two – Monday 17th April

18 Apr

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“Championes, championes, ole, ole, ole” sang the players as they gleefully bounced up and down in front of their clubhouse, several drenched in sparkling prosecco. The sun, absent for the majority of the game had  appeared with immaculate timing so it was therefore quite literally Bosham FC’s moment in the sun as they were presented with the trophy for winning the Southern Combination Division Two title.

They’d managed this with two games to go after taking all three points in their previous game with a 2-0 win over Roffey whilst second place Jarvis Brook were held to a goalless draw, by Sidlesham, the same opponents Bosham had just faced in their 11 o’clock kick-off holiday Monday game.

Rather sportingly Sidlesham had formed a guard of honour to applaud Bosham onto the pitch, but there the niceties ended. Bosham’s final position may have been decided, but Sidlesham were still engaged in a tight battle for third place in the league, having just a one point lead on fourth placed Lancing United.

Bosham, playing in their final home game of the season, similarly showed no sign of taking it easy. Their live-wire number 10 Marco Giambelardini signalled his intent early on with a speculative curling effort which the Sidlesham ‘keeper did well to hold, before later stinging the keepers palms with a rasping shot and finally, in the best chance of the first half, hitting the post, causing it to give off a rattle which was probably even heard by the sort of Boshamites who prefer to spend their bank holiday sailing out in the harbour than at football.

Going into the game Giambelardini was Bosham’s top scorer with 33 goals in all competitions, including five hat-tricks. This speaks for itself about his quality up front, but what equally impressed was his ability to be all over the pitch, not just up front, but also back in defence where he made several crucial tackles.

Despite Giambelarsini’s best efforts however, Bosham went in at half time having failed to break the deadlock. Between them Bosham and Sidlesham had found the net 181 times in the league this season, but they also boasted the best defensive records with Bosham conceding just 21 times and Sidlesham 28 times.

Nothing which happened over the next 45 minutes acted to change any of those numbers. Giambelarsini continued to pose a threat, but seemed in general to be slightly quieter than in the first half. As the half progressed though it increasingly looked as if Sidlesham would play the role of party-poopers by grabbing a winner and they were presented with such an opportunity late on when the Bosham ‘keeper – who came on at half-time as a replacement for the first-choice goalkeeper who appeared to be struggling with a lower-leg injury – dropped a cross under pressure. With the referee allowing play to continue a Sidlesham player got to the loose ball, but only to put it over.

As it was the game finished 0-0. It may have been only the second occasion Bosham had failed to score this season (the previous occasion being a goalless draw with Roffey at the end of March) but that did not appear to dent the mood as the old men in league-official blazers began setting up a table in the corner of the pitch and the Bosham club linesman ditched his flag and appeared with some bottles of bubbly which he jiggled enthusiastically for a good ten minutes to ensure they went off with maximum pop and fizz.

A couple of the Sidlesham players stayed around to watch the celebrations, though most had by that point disappeared into the changing rooms. A slight irony is that due to ground grading requirements Bosham are unable to gain promotion, meaning that although they received the silverware and had their moment in the sun it could be Sidlesham who get to take a step up to the next level.

(on a slightly different note I’ve just seen another review of my book – Cup Football an Exploration – you can see this here)

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Team Solent v Moneyfields – Wessex League Premier Division 13th April 2017

14 Apr

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Last Saturdays win over Whitchurch may have secured promotion to the Southern League for Moneyfields, but the Wessex League title itself is still very much up for grabs, with Money’s being pushed hard by Portland United.

With no promotion play-offs Team Solent, in 7th place, have little to play for in the league (they do though have a Southampton Senior Cup game against Sholing), but pride was still at stake and as the match report for their previous game, against Newport IOW, in the programme mentions Team Solent have never finished lower than seventh in any league in their history.

Certainly Solent wold prove a much tougher side than the rather sorry Whitchurch and as the Moneyfields A-team-like bus pitched up at Test Park the players would no doubt have been expecting a tough contest.

Money’s were clearly up for the challenge and threw everything they had at a game in which every inch of ground and every ball was fiercely contested. The intensity of the game saw both sides were making numerous appeals to the referee and first-half bookings were received by Solent’s number 9 Giovanni Landu and Money’s number 5 Dan Woodward, both of which would later have a significant impact on the course of the game. It was Solent though who came out on top of the first half having opened the scoring when Landu found himself in receipt of a deflected low cross which he side-footed beyond the reach of the ‘keeper and into the corner.

Moneys, apparently keen to get going, returned to the field a good few minutes ahead of Solent “Do we want it, or what?” one of their players asked his team mates rhetorically. The response came from two long range attempts, one from Brett Poate which goes just over and another from substitute Marley Ridge. Failure to equalise though saw the Money’s frustration building. Unhappy with the time it is taking to retrieve balls that have gone out of play the Money’s players begin barracking the ref to “get the game going.” This they did particularly forcefully on one occasion when the ball went out for a Team Solent throw. Perhaps though they should have been careful what they wished for as the throw began a move which saw the ball flicked on towards the edge of the Money’s area. The move was then finished in style by Tyrell Mitford who running on to the ball lifted it neatly over the stranded Money’s keeper and into the back of the net.

Money’s did fashion chances of their own and Lee Webber in the Solent goal did well to claim one teasingly low cross which came in after a Solent player, attempting to see the ball out for a goal kick, was muscled off the ball. As the half drew on however, it seemed ever more likely that Money’s would go home empty handed, potentially delivering a huge blow to their title ambitions.

A third Solent goal at that stage was likely to have finished the game off so Money’s had a lot to be grateful for when their ‘keeper Steve Mowthorpe kept a flicker of hope alive by coming out well at to deny a through-on-goal Mitford at the near post.

As it happened the game was to take a twist when Solent’s Landu fouled a Money’s defender in their own area leading to a second yellow card for the striker. A one-man advantage would have suited Money’s nicely, but just seconds later, Woodward received his second yellow following a rash foul on a Solent player who was leading a counter, leaving it as 10 on 10.

Fortunately for the visitors this arrangement suited them better. Solent’s shape suffered from having only one striker up front, allowing Money’s experienced defender Brett Poate to drive forwards unopposed. Moneys managed to pull a goal back with a good finish from a corner, the ball sent arrowing into the net by an impressive Marley Ridge, before Poate himself slammed in a late equaliser. His delight and the cheering of the visiting fans, who numbered more than a few, demonstrated just how crucial a goal it may turn out to be in Money’s season. Money’s then had a chance for a winner, as Poate lined up a free kick at the edge of the D. Had it gone in the scenes would have been truly remarkable, but it was not to be a Beckham v Greece moment for Poate who sent it wide. 2-2- draw.

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Southampton U-23s v Liverpool U23s – Premier League 2. April 10th 2017

11 Apr

Reserve football has undergone quite a few changes in recent years, never quite settling on a format which proves sustainable. The Premier League 2 is the current iteration launched for the 2016/17 season, replacing the previous under 21 Premier league and aims to provide to provide “a greater focus on technicality, physicality and intensity to bring players as close to first-team experience as possible.” .

The league is split into two tiers of 12 teams each with promotion and relegation and the 24 competing clubs (15 from the Premier League and 9 from the Championship) are those who have applied for ‘Catregory One’ status in the Elite player Performance Plan. This two-tier format is fairly similar to the previous two seasons of the U-21 Premier League, with the biggest change being the raising of the age limit has to under-23 – though the age limit does not apply to goalkeepers and up to three ‘over-age’ players can be used in the match.

Among the other rules are that each club plays at least three matches at their main stadium. This is another rule which – or at least similar to one – which, I believe, dates from the introduction of the Premier League U21 league back in 2012 and was brought in to counteract the trend for clubs to play all reserve/development games behind closed doors, but whilst a few games do get a public airing it’s a far cry from when reserve games attracted a dedicated following week-in week-out.

It is though still a great chance for fans, or anyone with an interest, to have a little glimpse of the future. As the players went through their warm up routines, there was no shortage of skill on show. Where I was sat in the ground I had a good view of the Liverpool players and one player who catches my eye in the warm up was Liverpool’s Yan Dhanda who put on a virtuoso display of keepy-uppy, drilled 30 yard passes and clinical finishing. It seems I’m not the only one to have clocked Dhanda as at the start of the season he made the Telegraph’s list of ’10 young players for Liverpool fans to get excited about this season.’

Both sides played in a similar style with the patient build-up play, short passes and fluid movement to both attack and defend in numbers. A clear emphasis put on retaining possession and even the goalkeepers played short passes unless directly under pressure. It was Saints however, who dominated from the start with Josh Sims signalling intent with a wickedly curling in the opening moments which went just wide of the post. Saints goal came on 29 minutes when a header from a cross was saved by the Liverpool ‘keeper, only to fall invitingly for Alfie Jones to tuck away beyond a tangled mass of bodies. Also standing out for Saints in the first half was team captain Harrison Reed who did much to boss the middle of the park.

Air’s Kelly Watch the Stars played over the PA system as the teams came out for the second half. The amount of clouds in the darkening Southampton sky though meant that no stars were visible should Kelly, or anyone else wish to take a look. On the pitch however, Liverpool did provide a bright display in their luminous yellow kit which seemed to glow under the floodlights. In general it was a much more evenly matched half, but again it was the hosts who found the net after Saints number 7 Olufela Olomola scored with a shot from the edge of the area. Seconds later the Saints almost added another, hitting the woodwork with a header, before seeing the follow-up shot blocked on the line by a defender.

It would later turn out to be a key moment in the game as Liverpool pull a goal back on 76 minutes when a beautifully incisive short pass from Kevin Stewart completely wrong-foots the Saints defence and leaves Liverpool captain Harry Wilson through on goal.

The beauty in a finely balanced game of football as it reaches its conclusion is the potential it contains for a last minute plot twist. Saints fought to preserve their lead, but as the stadium clock registers 90 minutes Liverpool scorer Harry Wilson was racing for the ball in the Saints area. Up against him was Saints Sam McQueen. Wilson gets a touch on the ball first, to prod it past the defender. McQueen though has left just enough trailing leg out for the Liverpool captain to trip on and take the penalty.

Wilson himself took the spot-kick. Saints ‘keeper Mouez Hassen got down well to save, but Wilson followed up well and the ball fell kindly for him to tuck away the equaliser. Final score 2-2.

Moneyfields v Whitchurch United – Wessex League Premier Division – 8th April 2017

10 Apr

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With the springtime sun shining brightly there was a relaxed feeling in Copnor on Saturday. The smell of freshly mowed grass lingered in an air filled with the sound of children playing in back-gardens whilst no one strolling along seemed in any particular hurry.

Stepping through the turnstile into Moneyfields ground the atmosphere was no different. With some forty minutes before kick off the Moneyfields players, out training on the pitch, appeared in good spirits, smiling and joking, as they were being put through their paces by their coaches – including, I spotted, Mick Catlin who enjoyed much recent success at Gosport. I think you can tell a lot about a team from its warm up routine. Simply pinging shots at goal like a Sunday League side always seems to me to suggest a sloppy indiscipline, whereas proper drills – like the ones Money’s were doing – speak more of an organised and disciplined side.

A win would go a long way to securing the Wessex League title for Moneyfields and would assure them of promotion to the Southern League, but if there were any nerves there were no real outward signs of them. Perhaps this was partly because opponents Whitchurch United sat 19 places below Money’s in 20th place – with eight wins out of 39 – though sitting just four points above the relegation spot Whitchurch were among the sides who still had something to play for [edit – in actual fact 3 are going down this season so Whitchurch are indeed sat in the relegation zone].

As it turns out Moneyfields confidence was well placed and a victory for the home side never looked in doubt. Money’s opened the scoring around five minutes into the game when a ball over the top from midfield was slotted past the Whitchurch goalkeeper and the lead was further extended when the Money’s number 8, James Guthrie, did well to put a low ball into the box, which was finished off by a colleague.

After their second goal Money’s really came to life hitting the woodwork twice, before netting their third. Having been put through the attacker seemed to put away at an almost leisurely pace which must have annoyed the Whitchurch bench who exchanged words with their ‘keeper. “They could have had five by now” the ‘keeper was heard to say in reply. In fairness he was correct as he had at that point, made two reasonable saves – including one very good stop with an outstretched foot. The person next to me though pointed out that if you included the two occasions the woodwork was rattled Money’s could well have been looking at seven. I predicted a rout, another nearby spectator – a Money’s regular – wasn’t so sure “sometimes the other side manage to come back” she told me….

Early in the second half I was beginning to think they may have been right. The Money’s attack appeared to have lost much of its first-half potency and as a result the Money’s players themselves were beginning show signs of frustration. Whitchurch began to enjoy their best spell of the game, testing the Money’s defence who were called on to charge down several attempts on goal.

Money’s though won a free kick right on the edge of the box as the result of a trip. I did have to wonder whether the Money’s player may have been looking for that outcome, but if they were then it was a good call; the free-kick was sent in with a nice curl and met with an onrushing Money’s head to make it 4-0.

Whitchurch were showing clear signs of dissatisfaction with their collectuive performance “If we held the line he would have been off, but we dropped” was the verdict of their number 4 who like the rest of the Whitchurch team would probably have rather been elsewhere. This was confirmed soon after when the number 4 received an injury. Being treated by the physio on the sidelines he remarked “I could have been at a piss up, but instead I’m here playing centre back.”

The physio did enough to get him back onto the pitch, but the pain didn’t end there. Two more goals came; the first when money’s number 7, Lewis Fennemore, played a lovely dink out to the right of the Whitchurch area. Despite taking a deflection the ensuing cross still found a Money’s player to make it 5-0. A sixth was then added when through on goal Marley Ridge produced a neat shuffle to deceive the ‘keeper and finished in an empty net.

One notable feature of Moneyfields Avenue is its location right next to the main railway line to Portsmouth Harbour. This means that Money’s tend to lose a few balls. As a Money’s header sailed over the net erected to catch any over-ambitious shots, lands smack-bang on the tracks a Whitchurch player asked “what happens if we run out of balls” before jokingly adding “maybe it’s forfeited 0-0.” Whitchurch have no such luck, another ball is found and it finishes 6-0 to Moneyfields.

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The Programme Collection

5 Apr

 

For the best part of 20 years I’ve been carrying around a collection of football programmes. The vast majority of these I acquired over the two seasons in which I had a season ticket at The Dell, during which time a vital part of my matchday ritual would be the trip to the programme shop ‘collectors corner’. Accommodated within a nook of the Milton Road stand the shop offered not just that day’s programme, or the latest away programme, but a whole range of programmes. It was the eclectic stock on the shelves which first provided me with a sense of the sheer depth and breadth of the world of football as the Programme for the Euro ‘96 Final sat alongside a programme for Billericay Town’s FA Cup 3rd Qualifying Round tie with Chelmsford City.

In the euphoria of the move to St. Marys it seemed only a minor detail that there would be no ‘collectors corner’ tucked away in an alcove, With my having moved away to uni and given up my season ticket my collecting days were at an end. I would continue to add a trickle of programmes from the games I had attended, but the bulk of my old collection, acquired in the old Dell days, was consigned to a box at the bottom of a wardrobe.

Over the years vague intentions to finally get a grip and sort through the collection have all failed to materialise, but a recent move finally led me to open the box and delve deep into its contents. The intention had been to impose some sort of order on a collection which was put together with more enthusiasm than focus, slimming it down into something more manageable – or at least something which would fit in a smaller box.

Separating out all the programmes featuring my club Southampton, other local teams, clubs which no longer existed, or fixtures which stood out as interesting – a 1990 clash between Merthyr Tydfil and CSKA Moscow being the most unusual – I was finally left with a pile which I was prepared to let go of.

First though, I decided to read through them one last time just in case there were any which I wanted to keep. It was here that the problems began: A Chelsea Programme from 1987 was saved thanks to a rant from Ken Bates, aimed at David Bulstrode, over the development of Stamford Bridge, a Derby County programme from 1993 wins a reprieve due to a rather interesting article on the history of programmes – not to mention an advert containing a particularly horrible article of club-based leisurewear, whilst a Hastings Town programme avoids the chop, because one day I might just need to know that their 1991 away defeat to Peacehaven in the FA Cup attracted 355 spectators.

In fact each programme I flick through tells some kind of a story. Preserved like a pre-historic insect in amber are small nuggets of information which reveal much about the development of the game and prevailing attitudes at the time, whether it’s the managers comments showing disdain for the Anglo Italian Cup, adverts for 90’s era dodgy club-themed leisurewear – which in themselves speak volumes about how clubs were seeking to adapt to a new age of commercial opportunity. A letter in a 1992 West Ham programme in which a female fan complains of abuse her and her sister regularly receive at games including “hassle and offensive comments” from their fellow West Ham fans is also an opportunity to pause to reflect on how things have changed and perhaps how much still needs to change.

The result is that at the end of a few hours of sorting and reading the ‘get rid’ pile has shrunk to just a few programmes. I seem to have three copies of the programme for Winsford United’s HFS Loans Premier League clash with Matlock Town in 1993. I figure I can safely donate two of these to the charity shop.

Brockenhurst v Bashley – Wessex League Premier Division – Sat 1st April 2017

3 Apr

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It had been a hotly contested derby game and preparing to take the penalty the player couldn’t help but feel the watching eyes of the crowd upon him. Some would be hoping he scored, others that he missed. A picture appeared in his mind of the perfect penalty, a sweetly hit ball arcing towards the top right corner – the kind Le Tissier perfected. Opting for a short run up, the player struck the underside of the ball to give it lift and curve. It had plenty of curve, heading for the inside of the post, but not quite enough lift…. at full stretch the goalkeeper flashed across the goal, pushing the ball wide, the hearty slap of ball on glove echoing in the penalty takers ears.

Alas my ambition of scoring a goal at a Wessex League game remains unfulfilled, but, at least I hadn’t embarrassed myself by blazing high and wide, which was my biggest fear (and what a player managed to do in another local derby that day). Thankfully too it hadn’t affected the outcome of the game, being part of a half-time beat the ‘keeper contest. I can say though that Brockenhurst have a pretty good reserve goalkeeper.

The contest was part of the activities being put on by the Brockenhurst MUGA Team, a group of locals who are raising funds for a multi-use games area in the village. This also included a sponsored 5k run, in which the three runners began with a lap of the pitch, a raffle, netball and table tennis. All this added to the festive atmosphere at Brockenhurst’s Grigg Lane ground ahead of the New Forest derby with Bashley and is a great example of how football clubs can come together with communities.

Bashley themselves brought a substantial following to the party. Many of their fans sported scarves and badges, a sign that not so long ago the club played at a higher level, as both these things tending to be a rarity at Wessex League where any scarves, or hats tend to be homemade –  something which I think is particularly endearing so special kudos goes to the Brockenhurst supporting gent with the homemade blue and white bobble hat.

For all this recent history though it was Brockenhurst who went into the game as the higher placed team in the league table, sitting in 10th place, compared to Bashley’s 14th. It was also Brockenhurst who opened the scoring on 39 minutes. Leaping for a cross-cum-shot the Bashley ‘keeper – an absolute colossus even by goalkeeper standards – could only get a palm to it. Crashing to the ground with the ball running loose a frantic scramble ensued which saw Brock’s Ryan Long succeed in poking the ball into the roof of the net.

A few moments later all hell broke loose. An off-ball grapple between a Brock’ and Bashley player near the far side of the pitch intensified, drawing both sets of players into a melee in which there was a fair amount of pushing and shoving. I’m sure a punch was thrown – though with so much going on it was hard to tell – and  a fan also seemed keen to get involved, but the referee managed to arrive just in time to prevent any further escalation.

Once calm was restored the referee began the customary consultation with the linesman who was well placed to see the action. It was a tense moment as the outcome of the conversation could well have a major impact on the subsequent course of the game, but amazingly no cards of any colour were brandished – not even yellows for the participants in the grapple which started it all. The game then restarted with a drop-ball.

One player who was particularly lively in the first half was Brock number 7 Will Tickle. Described in the programme as a “livewire” the sparky Tickle managed to get behind the Bashley left-back on numerous occasions and late in the half Tickle created a good opportunity for Brockenhurst to extend their lead as he surged through once again. Tracked by a defender he did well to slot a pass across, presenting a colleague with a great opportunity. The Bashley ‘keeper however, proved equal to it.

That Bashley didn’t equalise early in the second half was down to a great save from Brockenhurst’s goalkeeper Gary Morrison who acted quickly and got down well to save a low shot from Bashley number 9 Kabba Jack, put through on goal by a good ball from the left wing. But despite Bashley’s efforts in seeking an equaliser Morrison had relatively little to do as attack after attack broke down. A key factor appeared to be the pitch which was so bobbly that the ball skipped across it like a stone being skimmed over a wave. This definitely didn’t suit Bashley’s on-the-ground passing style as their attackers lost vital time fighting to keep the ball under control.

Bashley’s frustration was compounded by the sounding of the final whistle, contrasting with the visible elation of the Brockenhurst players. In terms of league position they may have little to play for, but Brock’ ‘keeper Morrison’s primal fist clenching, vein bulging celebrations demonstrated just how much this derby win meant to them. 1-0 to Brockenhurst.

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